Sparian on Ice

Sparrow had oh so nicely found her way to Tyr's den. So sweetly asked him how he was doing and listened to his response. Then she demanded he follow her out of the pack lands because "it's really cool," and "you won't regret it, I promise," as well as "it'll be great for training." She might have even thrown in a quip about their previous fight- which she had won- without wholeheartedly throwing it in his face. She knew he could best her just about any day, he had just caught her on the wrong day at the wrong time was all. And he got whopped for it. And now it was water under the bridge- Sparrow thought.

So she led her best friend who also happened to be her uncle out of the pack and to the swamp lands. It was frigid and the icy winds chilled and battered the duo as they traveled. The swamp lands were sure to be frozen over now with the chill in the air and it wasn't far enough south to really be warm. Besides, the water was shallow and stagnant- it didn't stand a chance against the season.

The mosses crunched underfoot and Sparrow cast a smirk in Tyr's direction. She sought out a nice span of water, something that would otherwise be a murky, sticky mess was now glossy with ice and occasionally powdered with fresh snow. Sparrow took a moment then tip toed onto the ice rink. She made it a few steps out, then turned to Tyrian, slipping part of the way, but catching herself, giving him a loose, lopsided grin.

"See, it's perfect for sparring. If you can fight on this, you can fight anywhere!"

As if to prove a point, she dug her nails into the ice, treading slowly backwards to make room for Tyrian to join her on the ice-made battle field. She crouched low, half out of the need for balance and half because she was getting ready to fight. The wind blew her fur in all which ways, but she attempted to keep her hackles raised- her eyes were already scrunched and ears pinned as a result of the frigid blasts nature threw their way. She wagged her tail as she waited, but planned to tuck it as soon as her uncle stepped into the ring.

Sparrow came to a stop, drifting backwards a little more than she had planned- the surprise clear on her face for a moment before she washed it over with a confident quirk of her brow. "See? Easy peasy!"